Chapter 189 - Chapter 189: Chapter 184: Eliminating a Major Threat (1/2)

Chapter 189: Chapter 184: Eliminating a Major Threat

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The female corpse was indeed too terrifying, and Qin Niu only carelessly poked her clothes open with his blade to have a look.

He didn’t find any treasures.

If left nearby, it would definitely start to stink.

Because the wild beasts of these mountains dared not approach the Ancient Banyan Tree, it was impossible that they would come to dispose of the body.

Using the Ink Blade, Qin Niu lifted up the corpse and threw it into the maze within the Ancient Banyan Tree.

He decided to let this magical Ancient Banyan Tree act as a scavenger.

Dawn was gradually breaking, but the two Bee Generals were still alive and well, showing no odd signs.

This caused Qin Niu’s heart to sink.

From the reaction of the Bee Generals, it was certain that Old Master Huang was still alive.

“He must not be allowed to escape; I must seize the opportunity to attack him while he is vulnerable,” he thought.

Qin Niu was very clear that if Old Master Huang managed to escape, the one to die would be himself.

Grinding his teeth, he chose a more concealed location to enter the maze within the Ancient Banyan Tree.

He had been here many times before, familiar to the point of knowing it like the back of his hand.

In fact, the Ancient Banyan Tree and the maze had long since become his private possessions.

After entering the maze, he scanned around with his gaze but didn’t spot Old Master Huang.

This made the hairs on Qin Niu’s neck stand up.

“Where on earth could he be?”

He was highly alert, ready to battle at any time.

“Crush another one to provoke that old thief!” he decided.

Without any courtesy, he took the crushed Insect Jar in hand, applied even more force, and then squashed the already injured Bee General to death.

As the Bee General died, a muffled grunt came from underground not far in front.

It turned out the old scoundrel was hiding underground.

Qin Niu swiftly approached that location.

“Fourth, you guys handle any bugs that might suddenly strike,” he instructed.

The combat power of over two thousand special Termites, when combined, was not to be underestimated.

Even a Grade Five Bee General could be dealt with by them.

As for insects of a higher level, they probably wouldn’t be able to manage.

Approaching closer, Qin Niu saw that the soil ahead was loose.

Old Master Huang had buried himself.

No wonder that old thief could dodge the killing moves of the Ancient Banyan Tree.

According to Qin Niu’s speculation, when the dawn was about to break, the killing moves of the Ancient Banyan Tree were weakening, which allowed Old Master Huang to survive.

Otherwise, hiding in the soil would only have led to a faster death.

“Send two to scout the exact location and depth of that old thief’s hiding spot,” he commanded.

Qin Niu didn’t act rashly.

Instead, he spent energy to activate the King Pig Leather Armor, with its thick Light Cocoon protecting him, to prevent being assassinated.

He flicked two Worker Ants onto the loose soil in front.

Building nests and digging tunnels on tree bodies or underground was second nature to Termites.

The two Grade Two Worker Ants quickly burrowed inside.

Qin Niu had not formed a contract with them, but controlled them indirectly through the Ant Queen.

This control was weaker, unable to directly share souls.

However, he was proficient in Ant Language, so he could easily obtain their feedback.

“Master, the target has been found, right at this location, not too deep,” they reported.

The intelligence of Grade Two Termites was limited; they couldn’t provide the precise depth.

But based on his connection with them, Qin Niu already knew the approximate depth.

About half a meter deep.

He gripped the Ink Blade tightly in his hand and violently stabbed down at Old Master Huang’s hiding spot.

Blade Qi burst forth from the blade.

Thud!

The target was hit.

The earth exploded instantly, and Old Master Huang, terribly wounded, escaped from within it.

He appeared completely disheveled, with a blade-pierced wound on his abdomen, blood oozing out. Old Master Huang’s complexion was pale and ashen, his spirit was wilted, and his eyes were lifeless.

A Golden Toad the size of a human head was squatting on his back.

If that stab had hit the Golden Toad, it would definitely have been difficult to injure Old Master Huang.